King Crimson - The Court Of The Crimson King

[00:29.37] The rusted chains of prison moons

[00:32.86] Are shattered by the sun

[00:36.61] I walk a road, horizons change

[00:40.11] The tournament's begun

[00:44.11] The purple piper plays his tune

[00:47.61] The choir softly sing

[00:51.11] Three lullabies in an ancient tongue

[00:54.62] For the court of the crimson king

[01:24.86] The keeper of the city keys

[01:28.37] Put shutters on the dreams

[01:32.12] I wait outside the pilgrim's door

[01:35.87] With insufficient schemes

[01:39.36] The black queen chants

[01:41.62] the funeral march

[01:43.11] The cracked brass bells will ring

[01:46.86] To summon back the fire witch

[01:50.11] To the court of the crimson king

[03:20.11] The gardener plants an evergreen

[03:23.86] Whilst trampling on a flower

[03:27.36] I chase the wind of a prism ship

[03:30.62] To taste the sweet and sour

[03:34.36] The pattern juggler lifts his hand

[03:37.87] The orchestra begin

[03:41.36] As slowly turns the grinding wheel

[03:44.86] In the court of the crimson king

[05:31.37] On soft gray mornings widows cry

[05:34.86] The wise men share a joke

[05:38.61] I run to grasp divining signs

[05:41.60] To satisfy the hoax

[05:45.11] The yellow jester does not play

[05:48.86] But gently pulls the strings

[05:52.36] And smiles as the puppets dance

[05:55.86] In the court of the crimson king